That was my summer job in high school. I got a gig in a live show at Six Flags Over Georgia called “The All New Kazoo Revue.” I played a costume character that functioned as a background dancer to a “theme park caliber” magic show.
The hocus pocus part of the presenation totally blew. There weren’t live rabbits, white doves or even any hot chick assistants, just actors dressed as Looney Tunes characters.
Because of my athletically short height, I was able to fit into the Daffy, Bugs or Sylvester get-up but it was hot as fuck. Whatever the temperature happened to be in the sovereign, gun-hungry Peach State, add 20 degrees under the big, fluffy, humid mask.
Sometimes, a performer that wore your suit in an earlier show would forget to throw it in the fucking washing machine. That was the worst! Zipping into chilled bunny fur moist from pre-sweat is something I don’t miss.
Anyway, the main magician dude that produced the Kazoo Revue decided to leave the show when he was charged with child molestation. But that’s show business!
There was an article in the New York Post that listed the 12 creepiest mascots you’ve ever seen. That story made me think of my tenure at Six Flags.
Here are some of the creepier ones the Post listed.
WuShock (Wichita State University Shockers) AKA “Nad-Nose”
King Cake Baby (New Orleans Pelicans)
Gaylord the Fighting Camel (Campbell University)
I hate Burger King Guy
